Documenting our frustrations and triumphs as we clean up after a compulsive hoarder, our dad. He saved forty years worth of junk including old cars, piles of lumber, refrigerator drawers full of rusty bolts, bent nails, shingles, transmissions, broken power tools, &c., &c., &c.; so basically we grew up in a junkyard. At one point there were 78 cars on this acre and a half (residential) lot.
So there will probably be some venting. If you are a hoarder, or sympathetic to hoarders, you will want to avoid this place. You will certainly want to avoid leaving hoarder-sympathetic comments. At any rate we'll make it easy for you: we'll delete any such comments promptly, because this is meant to be a safe space for the children of hoarders.
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Thalia and Tara grew up in this place. It kind of sucked. Since our father went in a nursing home and could no longer prevent us, we've started to clean the place up (he has since died). It's not much fun, honestly.
I probably shouldn't have even opened the door, but I was pretty sure it was in there. My old flute, that is, the one I played in middle and high school. I needed it because I'm on a wicked prog-rock kick right now; and how can I really do that up properly without my old flute to (attempt to, ha) play along with 'Supper's Ready' or 'The Cinema Show'? Air flute is just not going to cut it. Trust me, it looks really dorky.
I won't say I was being brave. After all, I'd been in that closet under the eaves not all that long ago. And there, sure enough, under a layer of shoes, was my flute, yay!
But then my eyes wandered over to the side all innocent-like and THERE THEY WERE!!!
The best thing in this picture is the antique book with the can of paint sitting on it. For some reason that just perfectly captures the hoarder mentality to me.
4 comments:
What? What am I not seeing?
Oh I don't know it's not like I haven't already taken carload after carload after carload of musty dusty old moldy books to the dump or anything.
Oh, that. LOL. I was looking for vermin. The books are just . . . so typical. Ugh.
The best thing in this picture is the antique book with the can of paint sitting on it. For some reason that just perfectly captures the hoarder mentality to me.
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